Calm
Well I've gotten back into the DragonBall Card Game, they're re-releasing the originl episodes and new cards of course so it's a great time to get back into it i suppose. Sean believes he has found this almighty combo of two cards, heh the only catch is he needs the Universe Sprirt Bomb card. An ultra rare. We did however find that card on ebay as a buy it now for 20 bucks though, he says he'll pay me back so i'll help him out i guess.
I was bored earlier, forgot my math HW page number and have apparently lost my planner...great, i know. I'll do the work tommorow mourning though so it's of no worry. I must work on my lines for a scene in acting with my mother later, we have off book rehearsal in Acting tommorow.
I was bored as previously stated and finished the Big O episodes. It ended as a series rather abruptly and a second series was proposed in 2000 but that was five ears ago so who knows, as odd as it may seem, I kind of like the way it ended as it is. Very dramatic no matter how incomplete it may seem, a fitting end to such an abstract series of anime.
After that I phoned Ali but johnson picked up and pretended to be someone else and actually fooled me enough the first time I called for me to say "Oh uh, sorry I believe I have the wrong number." Heh, but after I was certain I dialed it right he tried the same act but I called him out on it. He really does a fine job of faking his auditory identity.
After this Ali said she'd call me as they were taking him home soon so i decided to open up my at-home skecthbook and conjured up a nice calm little piece of art I named "I believe it is a knight you need my dear." Long title aside it really isn' too much but it is very quaint and humble. A somewhat drastic term than my usual over the top type of art-style. I utilised oil pastel and koh-i-noor coloured lead.
I await Alex's call and as of now besides my current sickened state (i have a head cold) everything seems to be soothing down to a low broil instead of the 100 celsius pot of water that is usually my life as of late.
I also had a nice lunch today, everyone seemed to be there and amiable today. Even Mike, who I plan to do something with this week-end seeing as I haven't seen him in a while. It was nice to see him in his usual cheery wry mike-ish self again, he seemed prety bummed at the homecoming carnival and had me worried but alas all seems well.
For a random question; What is your favorite or most memorable childhood book?
Mine was Where the wild things are. by Maurice Sendak
I was bored earlier, forgot my math HW page number and have apparently lost my planner...great, i know. I'll do the work tommorow mourning though so it's of no worry. I must work on my lines for a scene in acting with my mother later, we have off book rehearsal in Acting tommorow.
I was bored as previously stated and finished the Big O episodes. It ended as a series rather abruptly and a second series was proposed in 2000 but that was five ears ago so who knows, as odd as it may seem, I kind of like the way it ended as it is. Very dramatic no matter how incomplete it may seem, a fitting end to such an abstract series of anime.
After that I phoned Ali but johnson picked up and pretended to be someone else and actually fooled me enough the first time I called for me to say "Oh uh, sorry I believe I have the wrong number." Heh, but after I was certain I dialed it right he tried the same act but I called him out on it. He really does a fine job of faking his auditory identity.
After this Ali said she'd call me as they were taking him home soon so i decided to open up my at-home skecthbook and conjured up a nice calm little piece of art I named "I believe it is a knight you need my dear." Long title aside it really isn' too much but it is very quaint and humble. A somewhat drastic term than my usual over the top type of art-style. I utilised oil pastel and koh-i-noor coloured lead.
I await Alex's call and as of now besides my current sickened state (i have a head cold) everything seems to be soothing down to a low broil instead of the 100 celsius pot of water that is usually my life as of late.
I also had a nice lunch today, everyone seemed to be there and amiable today. Even Mike, who I plan to do something with this week-end seeing as I haven't seen him in a while. It was nice to see him in his usual cheery wry mike-ish self again, he seemed prety bummed at the homecoming carnival and had me worried but alas all seems well.
For a random question; What is your favorite or most memorable childhood book?
Mine was Where the wild things are. by Maurice Sendak